Chapter 90 Strangle Xie Li and Slap Him

Yan Yu's condition was not optimistic when he collapsed in Xie Li's room and was taken to the hospital. He remained unconscious for two or three days before waking up. The doctor said there was nothing seriously wrong, so Yan Cheng was not worried.

Not only that, he also felt that they deserved it! It was shameful and an insult to the dignity of the Yan family!

Especially during his coma, Yan Yu would have all sorts of dreams and speak incoherently. Every time Yan Cheng came to see him, he heard him muttering the words "sinking ashes." Every time he heard it, he would get angry.

Therefore, Yan Cheng felt a deep-seated disgust for the word "Chen Jin," thinking that it was a seductive vixen who had bewitched his foolish son.

To prevent him from continuing down this path, Yan Cheng had the idea of ​​finding him a woman, someone of equal social standing. But upon closer examination, he realized that this man had little interest in women, so it was unlikely to work.

At this moment, Xie Cheng came to find him.

Considering the vested interests, Yan Cheng felt it wasn't entirely unacceptable.

Yan Cheng coldly stared at the blank, dazed person on the bed, his eyes twitching slightly. He said in a deep voice, "Did you hear me? Stop acting like you're going to die. Don't you know how old you are? You're way past the age where you can be crazy. Don't you know you should be more mature?"

At that moment, Yan Yu didn't really hear what he was saying. His mind was buzzing, and he only had one thought: Shen Jin said he didn't like him anymore, that he didn't want him anymore, and that he was leaving...

This frightened him, making him afraid that the person would truly disappear from his world forever...

Yan Yu's eyes still bore traces of tears, drained of all strength by this terrible thought. Suddenly, as if possessed, he shook his head, his voice hoarse and trembling: "No! Absolutely not!"

He didn't want Shen Jin to leave him! Absolutely not!

He couldn't imagine what he would do if that person were really gone; would he just continue living like this, in a daze...?

Yan Cheng frowned, thinking that he was rejecting his proposal to get engaged. He instantly became impatient, his face turning ugly, and he said coldly, "That's probably not up to you! Anyway, you're stuck in a group of men, so does it matter which one it is!"

"I'm going to find Shen Jin! I'm going to find Shen Jin! I want to apologize to him! I want to apologize to him!" Yan Yu's eyes were bloodshot as he frantically pulled off the IV drip. "He can't be that far!"

Yan Cheng was stunned for a moment, watching him frantically get out of bed and try to run outside. He was completely dumbfounded, somewhat incredulous, his veins bulging, and he was furious: "Are you crazy?! Did you even hear what I was saying?!"

He grabbed Yan Cheng, who was running wild like a runaway horse, and without a second thought, raised his hand and slapped him across the face, yelling, "You madman! Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough? You want to run away like this?! I'll kill you!"

Enraged, Yan Cheng slapped Yan Yu twice and punched him hard in the stomach, dragging him back to the bed. He angrily cursed, "Our Yan family has never produced such a disgraceful piece of trash! You're making a scene over some random man! Why don't you just die in your mother's womb! You should die with your mother!"

He shouted these words out, and Yan Yu, who was still somewhat dazed, slowly came to his senses. His eyes turned bloodshot, and the man's words were like an iron thorn, piercing his heart fiercely, causing him unbearable pain, filled with anger, hatred, and self-mockery...

"Yes, you'd be happy if I had died in my mother's womb and never been born! Or if I had died with my mother more than ten years ago! Would you be satisfied then?!" Yan Yu's eyes seemed to be filled with blood as he roared hoarsely, "But I didn't die! I didn't die! You're disappointed, aren't you?!"

"Smack!"

A bright red handprint reappeared on Yan Yu's face. His face had been slapped to the side by Yan Cheng, and the burning pain brought him back to his senses.

Enraged, Yan Cheng not only wanted to slap him a few times but also kick him. Holding the slapping motion, he cursed, "You bastard! How dare you speak to your father like that?!"

"Now you think you've grown up! That you're all grown up and successful, huh?!" Yan Cheng berated him harshly. "I'm not even dead yet! And you're already trying to establish your authority in front of me, aren't you?!"

Just as Yan Cheng was about to teach Yan Yu another lesson, the door was suddenly pushed open. Xie Li rushed in, hurriedly saying to Yan Cheng, "Uncle, calm down! A-Yu has just woken up and his emotions haven't settled yet, please don't..."

When Yan Cheng saw that an outsider had arrived, he naturally restrained himself. After all, he had to save face and couldn't let others see such an unsightly side of him.

So he stopped making any further moves, but instead gave Yan Yu, who was also watching him coldly, a warning in his eyes, telling him to stop trying anything! He wasn't dead yet, and he wouldn't be allowed to run wild!

When Yan Cheng walked out and slammed the door shut, Yan Yu sat dejectedly on his bed and suddenly burst into uncontrollable laughter, ignoring the pain in the back of his hand.

His mother did indeed pass away early... and his father, Yan Yu had never seen him be gentle from childhood to adulthood.

He knew that his father probably hated him most of the time...

"Ayu, stop laughing. Let the doctor come and take care of him!" Xie Li supported him, gently trying to get him to lie back on the bed to rest. "You've just woken up, you should rest well first. Your emotions are still running high..."

Yan Yu didn't hear what Xie Li said clearly; he only saw Xie Li's lips moving. In Yan Yu's heart, however, there was only deathly silence and gloom. The pain he had endured for the past month or so seemed to have instantly transformed into hatred, finding a new outlet...

Before Yan Yu could react, he had already pinned Xie Li to the bed, his hands gripping Xie Li's neck tightly, trying to snap it with all his might.

I wanted to see if it would bleed bright red after being twisted, and I wanted to see him struggle in agony, his face contorted in rage before turning to despair, finally dying with his eyes wide open...

This was the only clear thought in Yan Yu's mind at this moment.

Xie Li's face was pale, and her breathing became labored. She tried desperately to break free from his grasp, but she was no match for his strength. She could only manage to shout with all her might, "...Yan Yu?! What...what are you doing?!"

He didn't know what had suddenly happened to Yan Yu, but it frightened him...

Just as Xie Li's face was in disarray and he was struggling to breathe, Yan Yu stared coldly at him and roared out the question he couldn't understand: "Xie Li, have I been bad to you all this time? Have I been bad to you? Why did you lie to me! Why?!"

"I...cough cough! You...let me go!" Xie Li felt like he was about to be strangled to death, tears were about to fall, and his voice was choked with sobs, "You...let me go!"

Yan Yu not only didn't let go, but instead pinched hard, roaring as if he wanted to twist it off: "After all these years, don't you know how much I hate being lied to! How much I hate being betrayed! Why are you still doing this!"

But Yan Yu seemed to have gone mad, completely deaf to his words, his eyes filled with murderous intent, causing Xie Li to tremble all over: "I...I...cough cough! Ah...Yu! Waaah..."

"Smack!"

Before Xie Li could figure out what was going on, Yan Yu raised his hand and slapped him across the face, sending Xie Li's face, which had been turning pale and red due to the congestion, flying to the side.

Yan Yu's slap was so forceful that it made him dizzy and even caused him to have some tinnitus. He couldn't hear what Yan Yu was saying for a moment, and his head was buzzing. He also felt a slight pain. He was frozen like a piece of wood.

He had only one thought in his mind: Yan Yu hit him?

This is impossible... How could Yan Yu raise his hand and slap him? He used to be so gentle with him, he couldn't even bring himself to scold him. How could things have changed like this...?

Before Xie Li could react, his eyes were already red, and a tear was about to fall from his eyelid... when Yan Yu slapped him hard, wiping away the tear that hadn't yet come out, leaving only a burning pain.

After slapping Xie Li twice, Yan Yu stared at him with bloodshot eyes, gritting his teeth as he said, "Speak to me! Don't play dumb with me now! I know these two slaps won't kill you! Don't try to put on any more of a death act!"

Xie Li was experiencing some tinnitus, but he could still hear what Yan Yu was saying clearly. His cheeks were so swollen and painful that he was almost losing sensation, and even felt a little numb. However, his eyes were red and he stared blankly at Yan Yu.

If others saw his bewildered, wooden, and somewhat lost expression at this moment, they might feel sorry for him. But Yan Yu was like a mad dog, his pent-up negative emotions exploding outright.

He spoke to Xie Li with murderous intent: "Otherwise, I'll make sure you die in the hospital!"

That was a look Xie Li had never seen before. He trembled instinctively, and spoke in a hoarse, tearful voice, "...A...Yu?"

"Don't call me!" Yan Yu grabbed Xie Li's hair, ignoring the pain, and yanked his head towards him. "How did you treat Chen Jin? How did you deceive me? Tell me!"

Xie Li was originally pinned to the bed and choked, gasping for breath. He then received two more slaps from him and was roughly pulled up by his hair. Some of his scalp was torn open by his hair, and bright red blood flowed out, making him look extremely ferocious.

Xie Li felt so much pain that he was almost numb. His heart was like a dead sea, and his eyes were dark, like two bottomless dry wells. He managed to force a desolate smile on his face, which was red and swollen from being slapped: "...You actually...did this for Chen Jin?"